Someone was shaking my arm, and I had a feeling it was my mom. Shit, did I sleep in again? Great, now my mom knows I was drunk last night. Well, she never really cared in the past, as long as I kept up my grades up. And for her that meant straight A's, nothing less or I was grounded.
"Sweetie, you need to get up, the moving truck will be here in few hours," said my mom in my ear.
"What moving truck?" I asked curious. I thought they were sending a car to take my stuff at the same time that we're going to dinner.
"Michael decided that he would send a moving truck so all your stuff will be there in one trip, and waiting for you when you get there."
What the hell? I'm gonna have to re-pack one of my suitcases to take with me. Why was this plan made without we knowing? Well, a lot of things happened without me knowing, like this marriage. Even the thought of getting married felt like getting punched in the stomach.
"Ok, but I'll have to repack some things for tonight then." My eyes were fully open by now, and I was staring at my mom, while laying flat on my stomach.
"Alright sweety, take your time, and your friends are here, they said they wanted to spend some time with you before you go," said my mom sweetly while standing and turning to walk out of my room.
Moments later there was a knock onmy door, and a whole group of people walked in. "Seth! You don't just walk into someone's room while they're sleeping!" exclaimed Zoey.
I had turned around so I was now laying on my back, staring at my friends who were standing around looking at all the boxes. My bed shifted as Seth got on the bed, and layed next to me. "I don't care, my best buddy is leaving me today," he said engulfing me in a bone crushing hug on my bed.
I know that seems kinda wrong because we're best friends, but we're just like that. "Seth.....can't.....breathe," i managed to choke out.
"Oh, sorry, but I'm gonna miss you."
"We all are," said Hayley, walking over to the bed, and hugging me. She was followed by Zoey, who was followed by Jeff, and soon, I was being hugged, more like trampled, by my best friends.
Zoey was the first one to tear up, she always was the emotional type. "Zoey, don't cry. I'll ony be an hour away. You can come see me whenever you want, and I'm gonna come up to see my mom whenever I can. I'll always be here," I said but my voice cracked, and I cried infront of my friends for the first time since I was 14.
It's was almost 7. The limo was gonna be here any second, and my friends hadn't left my side at all throughout the day. The movers came, Seth and Jeff helped them load everything into the truck, while I got ready.
I was sitting in my room, looking at it's emptyness while everyone waited for me downstairs. The walls were white, and bare. The bed undressed, and just so empty. My heartached to know that I wasn't coming back, I wasn't gonna be in the safety of my own bed tonight, but rather a strangers bed that I would have to make mine. And I will.
I had decided to wear a white dress with a black sash, with black accesories. (http://www.polyvore.com/story_for_quizilla/set?id=12355139 that's the outfit she wore.)
According to Hayley, I looked hot. And I made damn sure that she was right. I was gonna show this Aiden guy that yeah, I may be married to him, but he can never have me. I won't ever be his, and because of this, I won't ever be anyone's.
Taking one last glance over my room, wiping the small tear in my eye without smudging my makeup, I descended the stairs to face solemn, tearful faces.
The second my foot landed on the bottom step, my mother engulfed me in a hug. "I'm so sorry Adelaide. I'm so proud that you're going through with this," whisperedmy mom into my ear.
After she let me go, I looked towards Seth. His eyes were red, and puffy. It looked like he had been crying, but he would never admit it. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he responded, holding me to him. Before he let go he said, "It wasn't supposed to be like this."
"I know exactly what you mean," I whispered back. "But life likes to take it's own course." I said the last part out loud.
Soon, the doorbell rang, and it was the driver. Before I even knew it, I was sitting in the limo, waving goodbye to my friends who were standing in my mom's doorway, because it was no longer mine. Everything was happening ina fog, like I was watching from a distance, and not really living it.
The limo started to drive away, and I looked out the back window, watching my past flash before my eyes. I was finally getting away from that godforsaken house, but I was...sad, miserable, terrified, scared, hurt, need anymore words to know how I feel?
The drive there was silent, but it was a comfortable silent, not the awkward one where you felt like you had to say something. I forced myself not to cry.
After possibly the longest ride of my life, we finally pulled up to this house, actually, I'm sorry, I misspoke, this freakin mansion! It was huge, and it looked beautiful, like it had history. The exterior was what looked like gray stone from what I can see from the lights pointing towards the house. Ivy was climbing up the side of the building, giving it a historical look. It was smack in the middle of a forest on the edge of town. There were thickets of trees around the whole house. And a soft trickle of water was heard in the distance. A waterfall maybe. Well, this subdivison was called Cascade Falls. All the houses were so far apart, you can't even see your neighbors. And this house was the last one, it was the dead end to the road. You'd have to turn around just to get back on the main road. But it was still breathtaking, and I couldn't wait to get in it and look around, but then I remebered why I'm here. It's to marry that SOB Aiden. (AN: for those of you who don't know what an SOB is, it's a son of a bitch.) My mom got out of the limo first, and I reluctantly followed.
We were greeted at the front and middle of the cul-de-sac style driveway by Mr. Norrington, and what looked like his wife, Mrs. Norrington. No Aiden. Good, for all I care, he could have died that morning, Now I know that was harsh, but I really don't want to marry him.
"Ahh, good evening ladies, it's very nice to see you again," stated Mrs. Norrington. God, could you get any faker? "This here is my wife, Susan. Susan, this is Mary, (AN: I forgot Addy's mom's name, so we'll just go with that.) and Adelaide."
"Nice to meet you Susan," said my mother politely.
I followed suit and extending my hand, "Nice to meet you Mrs. Norrington."
"My dear, it's very nice to meet you too. And your just as beautiful as Michael said," she said in a high pitched voice while firmly shaking my hand in return. Ifelt the blood flow to mycheeks as I looked down.
"Please, do come in," said Mr. N. while gesturing towrds the door.
As we entered the foyer, I was even more amazed. The floors were marble, and there was a grand staircase. This place was beautiful. And your going to be living here, said a voice in my head. I know I said with a sigh.
"Aiden! Come downstairs, it's time you meet someone!" screamed his father up the stairs. The house looked so huge, I was surprised that he would even hear that.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm here," came a voice from the top of the stairs. I couldn't properly see his face, he was looking down at his iPhone, and was texting someone.
We all stared at him intently waiting for him to put the phone away. Once he reached the bottom of the stairs, and was only a few feet away from me, he slid his phone into his back pocket, and looked up.
Our eyes met. His green ones with mine. Aiden's expression was unreadable, but I couldn't help but get a deja vu feeling when I saw him. He was drop dead gorgeous. His black hair fell perfectly over his emerald green eyes. He was wearing dark blue skinny jeans, graffiti covered DC's, and a black button up shirt with white pin stripes in them, and the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He looked so hot. Wait, what the hell, we matched?! We were both wearing black andwhite.This better have been a coincidence.
M. Norrington brought me out of my thoughts, "Aiden, meet Adelaide. And Adelaide, meet Aiden, your fiance."
I was still shocked by his looks, so he spoke first, stepping towards me and outstretching his hand, "Nice to finally meet you Adelaide, I've heard many things about you."
"Good things I hope," I replied, shaking his soft hand.
He flashed a smile, revealing adorable dimples and said, "Only the best."
I almost melted when he said that. But I kept my composure, and returned his smile.
Mrs. Norrington gently clapped her hands together and said, "Shall we proceed into the living room for drinks. Aiden, Adelaide dear, come when you wish." She winked and walked off with my mom, chatting about god knows what.
Soon, Aiden and I were left in the foyer. Well, this is awkward. "So," I said, trying to break the ice, while walking over to a painting that was hanging on the wall. "How are you?"
"Fine, but I think I should be asking you that," he said sounding closer that he was when I started walking over to the painting. Wait, what the hell is he talking about, asking me that?
I swiveled around on my heel and came face to face with Aiden. Well, more like my face to his chin. Damn, even in heels I was still short. "What are y-y-you talking about?" I asked stuttering. Damn it. He had to be so close. There were barely six inches between us. My chest was almost touching his.
Looking up into his eyes, he smirked and leaned forward towards my ear. To whisper in it, yeah, I hope so. "Hangovers can be a bitch, I know. But surely you haven't forgotten your little party scene last night?" he asked innocently.
A shiver ran down my spine as realization hit me. He was the guy who caught me when I fell, and the guy who I yelled at. Oops, that's not a great way to start off a relationship, yelling at your fiance unknowingly.
My mouth was open, as I gawked at him. I can't believe it. He saw me in my worst hour. Great, he probably told his dad, who told his mom, who is probably telling my mom right now. Ugh, great! Just great.
Aiden's soft finger went under my chin, and closed my mouth for me. "You know, it's rude to stare. I know I have godlike good looks, but still, try to keep the staring to a minimum," he said cockily, winking at me. His finger still under my chin, he leaned forward again and whispered, "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. I won't tell anyone. But Leo on the other hand, I'm not so sure."
His voice sent another shiver down my spine, as his finger left my chin, I felt a tingling sensation that longed for his touch again. Wait, what am i thinking?!
Aiden took a step back, and turned on his heel with a satisfied look on his face. He began to walk away, and I was too stunned to completely register what happened. Once I realized that I had no idea where anything in this house was, Aiden was a good 15 feet away from me. "Aiden, wait," I said softly.
Stopping in place, he turned to look a me and asked, "Yes?"
I was curious, I just had to know, so I asked, "Why didn't you tell anyone?"